Jibber jabber hammer
upon reflection, not dealing with a significant loss compounded by the fact that my husband is about to become a police officer perhaps these things combined have caused me to become more appreciative of the little things or perhaps it is simply something that comes with age. it makes it that much more important to take the time to tell someone you love them - or at the very least, what they do to share the good things and to realize what makes you happy and focus on that. We spend so much time in our lives discussing what we don't want what makes us unhappy complaining about things and allowing others to zap our energy with a single cruel word or even a mindless comment. she taught me a lot in her lifetime and one of her lessons was not to leave anything unsaid and that is what brings me to my email to you. unlike you, who fought back i have yet to even accept that it happened. perhaps because you are doing what i wish i would have done perhaps because it wasn't until i sat here trying to discover the "why" that i realized that the most significant loss in my life was also to cancer. why would i write such a message to you and while eloquent in my email when asked, i had no words for explanation even now. Here is the reply to my curiosity to have this compliment revealed: i've heard that a few other times over the past year and as flattering as it is, i am still puzzled as to why.
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it was suggested that i was an inspiring influence. i am proud to admit that this friend i speak of is still part of my life, and as adults we are able to talk, email and chat openly and share our, ummmm, shit.
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growing up and moving on is part of our life experiences and the relationships that fall behinds us become part of our memories and our character. over the years, in all our lives, people come and people go. Last week i received an email from a childhood friend. I guess i'll have to learn to listen to that "everything will be just fine voice" in my head more often. he's good and would rather kick the bucket early than give up on enjoying moments like we did on saturday. it was time well spent and i'm hoping there'll be more of it in the future. The game was exciting, we had a great time, we had some great chats - not very deep, but great nonetheless. chinese food, lots of red wine, and then off he and i went to the leafs vs. did i mention it was his birthday as well? so this was some damn good timing - or was it? the jury is still out on that one.Īnyhow, little 'a' and i went over to their place and with the company of some other family members we celebrated my dad's birthday in style.
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sure enough, after all the crappy tests and observations they put him through he was release saturday afternoon. i had a much more overwhelming sense telling me he would be just fine. i guess wednesday must have been unbearable. he underwent triple heart bypass a few years back and had been experiencing "angina-like" symptoms. Shortly after uploading my last post, i found out that my father had been taken to ER with chest pains. when does the shit stop piling up? at least until i can clear the existing heap of dung falling my way?